I flipped us over so that Addison was riding me. My hands came to grip her buttocks to rock her harder on and off of me, and the friction felt out of this fucking world. One hand snaked up her abdomen to pinch and tease one of her hardened nipples while the other went between her legs to massage her clit. "Holy shit!" she shrieked, which had me increasing my pace.
"That's it, babe. Take it," I growled. Digging my heels into the mattress, I began raising my hips to meet hers, pounding in and out of her. We both began to breathe heavier. Two of my favorite sex sounds filled the room: the slapping of skin and pants of pleasure. It was even better because it was Addison’s skin and Addison’s pants. It was better because of her, and I wanted nothing more than to give her my everything.
ADDISON
“Oh God, oh God, OH GOD!” I screamed as my walls convulsed around Barrett. I came so hard it felt like a locomotive was charging through my abdomen. The muscles in my thighs trembled, and my arms felt rubbery. After I collapsed onto Barrett's chest, he continued pumping his hips furiously until he gave a loud groan of pleasure and came as well.
Rolling off of him, I flopped onto my back on the mattress. While I worked to regulate my breathing, I swept the sweat-soaked strands of hair out of my face. Meanwhile, my vagina was still recovering from the massive orgasmic quake with tiny aftershocks. I'm pretty sure if it could have lit up a cigarette, it would have. It felt that good.
When I cut my gaze over to Barrett, his dazed expression took me somewhat off guard. After all, he was a known sex god. I would have assumed what I had just experienced was probably everyday stuff to him, but apparently not.
I cleared my throat. “So…”
His head slowly turned on the pillow to stare at me. “That was…”
I giggled. “Yeah, it was.”
A sexy grin spread across Barrett’s face. “I didn’t know you had it in you.”
“Had what?”
“The ability to fuck me senseless.”
With a laugh, I replied, “I guess all those sexless months of pent-up desire count for something.”
“If I’d known sex after abstinence would be so amazing, I would have gone without more often.”
“Ha! I doubt that very seriously.”
Barrett winked at me. “You’re probably right. Even after all that time, the sex between us could have turned out to be a dud instead of being explosive.”
His over-the-top descriptions of our sex kept my ego on cloud nine, but even as I languished in post-coital bliss, I couldn’t ignore the questions swirling in my mind. “Barrett, what happens now?"
"Another round?"
I laughed. "Although tempting, that's not what I meant."
"Well, I'm serious. Give the Bear a few minutes of hibernation, and he'll be raring to go."
After smacking Barrett's bicep, I turned over on my side to face him. "I meant, what happens now that we've had sex?"
“Like with our engagement?”
“Yeah. I mean, do we go back to the way we were until Election Day, or do we keep having sex?”
He snorted. “You’ve lost your mind if you think I’m going back to celibacy after that mind-blowing fucking.”
“You thought it was mind-blowing?”
“Hell yes.”
My ego, which had been bruised and battered by Walt’s cheating, did a little victory dance. “It was pretty amazing.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“I’m just worried, that’s all.”
“Worried I’ll end up breaking your vagina?”
I laughed. “No, that’s not what I meant.”
“Hmm, you’re worried you’ll be too tired from our sexathons to keep up your campaign duties?”
“Would you please be serious?”
Barrett sighed. “You’re alluding to how sex complicates stuff.”
I nodded. “We have such a great thing going, and I don’t want to mess it up.”
“Why don’t we just take each day one at a time?”
“Or each fuck one at a time?” I countered.
He chuckled. “That’s one way to look at it.”
Every rational thought in my mind told me that continuing to have sex with Barrett wasn’t a good idea, but in the end, I understood what it was like for a man to think with his penis because I totally let my vagina make the final decision.
“Okay. We’ll take it one day at a time.”
“Can we enforce that ideology tomorrow? The Bear is ready to go again.”
I glanced down to see Barrett’s erection already at half-mast and grinned. Yeah, there was no way on earth I would be denying myself more of that. I might’ve just had two amazing orgasms, but my lady parts were feeling greedy and craved even more. They were ready to binge on the Bear. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt.”
“Thank God.”
“I suppose we better get the Bear fully operational,” I mused as I took his cock in my hand and pumped up and down his shaft. When I licked my lips, Barrett’s eyes flared. “Lie back. I’ll take care of this.”
“Yes ma’am.”
Barrett’s head fell back against the pillow. As I started kissing my way down his chest, my lips slid across a small raised mark over his left pec. I couldn’t help pausing to look at it. “Is this from one of your surgeries?”
“Actually, I got that one in a gang fight.”